Marry The Heir
A good day

A lovely morning for Kean. Starting from sports and making his body fresh again, finished bathing all his clothes and work equipment are ready. Can prepare navy colored coat stellan with white shirt interior. Impressed young but still dashing.

Watches, belts and shoes are already near the shirt. All the parktis he wears.

“Can!” as usual, after wearing clothes he needed the help of Disa to tie his tie.

“Ya Me!” it felt like for a very long time Kean had not heard that passionate speech.

Disa was already at the mouth of the door when Kean just finished combing her hair. Disa approached while carrying a small stool for her to massage.

Standing in line with Kean with a tie in his hand.

“I tie the tie tuan.” bargainnya who berbuki Kean.

Wrap his hand around Kean's neck and set the height balance of the tie he would conclude. Kean exhaled his stifled breath, it felt as if the room atmosphere was getting hotter. It may be necessary to call an AC repairman because sometimes the room is suddenly cold but sometimes quite hot.

He occasionally glanced back at the face of Disa in front of him. He was very sure that Disa used a blush. But very flat and natural. Or is his cheek red like this and he just realized it now? Since when did he start to notice this woman?

“It's done sir. I have also prepared breakfast pancakes for mister.” his voice made Kean aware of his daydream.

“Hem.” said as he spread his hands when Disa dressed his suit.

When finished, Disa went down first after previously nodding his head.

Kean took his briefcase and immediately got off. His stomach rang loudly, wanting to taste the breakfast made by Disa.

At the dinner table was a plate of pancakes. He smiled when he saw the pancake in front of him. He thought he would be disappointed because he didn't like sweet food. It turns out that the pancakes made by Disa are savory and salty pancakes with a sprinkling of cheese on top.

He never even knew that Disa could make a varied breakfast menu.

“Please mr.” thrust a glass of Kean's favorite low-fat milk.

“You sit down, you have breakfast.” said Kean with an attitude that still looks cold and indifferent.

“Thank you sir.”

They sat facing each other, enjoying the breakfast on their plates. The combination of flavors that fit in Kean's tongue and he likes it.

“Later in the afternoon I have a meeting, you do not need to make lunch. If there is no work you can return to the main house and come here later in the afternoon.” break the silence during breakfast.

“Good sir.” said Disa while rubbing melted cheese on the corner of her lips.

Breakfast was nice and it felt like Kean was ready for his day.

Kean's cheer this morning continued all the way to the office. By 10am his desk was clear of the usually stacked files waiting for him to check. Meetings that usually take hours without a solution, today finished in half an hour only.

Roy feels today the burden is not too heavy because his young master is so easy to cooperate with plus many spontaneous ideas that are worthy of his brilliance.

“Good afternoon sir.” greet Roy as he walks into the room with a bright face.

“What's up? You seem to have just got the lottery?” kean said when he saw Roy's expression that looked so happy.

“More than lotto mr.” says.

He walked over to Kean and sat down in front of him. He showed me the ipad in his hand and showed me something on the flat screen.

“They agreed to cooperation with us. In fact they will start investing at the beginning of this month.” Roy explained excitedly.

“YES!” Kean exclaimed cheerfully. He even invited Roy tos and Roy gladly welcomed him. Isn't this a rare occurrence?

“Good work roy. This should be celebrated.” Reveal Kean with a raised smile.

“No sir, it is thanks to your greatness to convince that investor not to withdraw his investment from our company.” Roy praised him very much.

He certainly saw the hard work of Kean who was like not getting tired even though sometimes colored drama anger a leader to his subordinates. But for Roy, this he can be proud in front of Marwan especially their big boss, Sigit Hardjoyo.

“This is hard work team. You're preparing lunch for the entire division in this company. They must know, our success is the fruit of their hard work.” said Kean with a smile full of pride.

“Good sir. I'll set it up.” Roy resigned himself.

Her steps look light with occasional exclaiming “Yes!” and Kean can still hear.

Kean moved out of his place. He turned to look at the wall that displayed the photo of the father side by side with his photo. Just this time he stared at this photo boldly and a smile blossomed.

“What papah saw? I was able to get success in my own way.” murmured that once then his expression turned cold.

He still always remembers the way Sigit cornered and underestimated his hard work so that he felt that he could never do the right thing.

This time turn around. This round Kean felt he got the point and he could confidently face his father. One step he has taken and has been successful. There was a desire in his heart to show all his abilities and to awaken those who doubted him that he was capable.

After they clapped for him, he prepared to go and make what he wanted.

“Before a moment of strangeness, endure.” his murmur cheers himself on.

After this is one goal that he must immediately realize, bringing his loved ones home.

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From inside the music room again sound melodious piano sound combined with harmonious vocals. Shafira stands in the front row, singing a song to practice her vocals. They seemed to be practicing cheerfully, making the sounds they produced so blaringly fill every corner of the music room.

The tone of the do becomes the end of the song they sing for rehearsal.

“Okey, good job!” exclaim Andini who then applauded when the two songs they managed to finish well.

They clapped and threw laughter at each other.

“Your appearance is getting better and I feel very proud.” bent on giving salute praise to his students.

The students smiled happily to get an honest compliment from his music art teacher.

“You need to know, kartini day later we get the chance to perform.”

“Yeaaayyy!!” the students were happy.

“For the choir we will perform Andien's Gemilang song, Colbie Calliat's Try and Mariah Carrey's Hero. And for the solo, Fira will sing Mother owned by Melly Goeslaw. How?”

“Cool wuh bu. Our choir uniform is changing too, isn't it ma'am? So that it looks more animating.” asked a student from behind.

“That's what I'm going to propose. What is clear, you must train hard and show everyone present that you have always been the pride of this school.”

“Ready bu!!” they exclaimed with spirit.

“Okey, now you guys continue the exercise first. I'm gonna go see the principal and tell him we're ready to do our best. In an hour, Mom's back. And fira, please take this.” points to a pile of files on the table next to Andini.

“Iya bu.” Shafira came soon.

Andini handed me some paper. “This is his song score. You love your friends and for the solo song, I hope you and Malvin can give the perfect emotion for this song. Here's our gong.” Andini brightly as he patted Shafira's shoulder, cheering.

“But ma'am, why aren't the Hero songs the gong? Isn't this going to be more exciting?”

“Ya right. But on this occasion most of the invited guests are great women who are 90% already a mother. The school wants to touch their hearts and as a thank you, this song is the gong. How are you ready?”

“Oh yes bu.” Shafira nodded in understanding.

“Iya ma'am, I will try to do my best.” Shafira asserted.

“Yes, I believe in you. Thank you fir,”

“Sama-sama bu.”

Andini also passed away leaving Shafira and her friends who seemed to start playing the song of choice in the music player of her phone. Some of them had already discussed it and seemed to be starting to enjoy the song.

Shafira approached her friends who were already divided into voting groups.

“Friends, the score. It's for voice one, it's voice two, it's voice three and it's voice four.” share each score on each group.

“Thanks fir.” said Diana who was in the voice group of two.

“Sama-sama.” sahut. He also approached Malvin who was playing his keys following the melody of the song he remembered. “Partiturnya.” Shafira put the song score on the stand book score.

Malvin stopped the movement of his hand and slightly turned to Shafira who was standing next to him and was still trying to squeeze the scorer from falling.

Lately he felt Shafira changed a lot. Looks more cute when meeting him, no longer shy though sometimes still look blushing when they meet.

“Lo want to try singing solo fir?” suddenly tricked.

“Gue has not memorized the song.” timpalnya without taking his eyes off the thick partur he is still trying to pinch. I don't know why it's so hard to put this pile of paper in his clamp.

Malvin stands up and intends to help Shafira. When the hands of the two accidentally touched, Shafira immediately dodged.

“Why gag talking if you can masang by yourself.” grunya as it passes.

Shafira put the rest of the score on her chair and passed away leaving the music room.

“Fir!” Malvin calls him, but Shafira prefers to speed up her footsteps and ignore Malvin's call.

“Why vin?” diana asked who saw Malvin staring at his place while looking at the passing direction of Shafira.

“Gak pa-pa.” the answer is lethargic.

He sat back in his place and looked at the line of keys before him. He still did not understand why Shafira always avoided him and made such a long distance with him.

Looking at Malvin who was just stunned, Diana immediately went out and caught up with Shafira.

Outside the music room, Shafira appears leaning against the wall with her body slightly bent. He held his chest and tried to catch his breath.

“Fir!” call Diana.

Shafira looked surprised, she immediately straightened her body and tidied up the strands of hair covering her face. He smiled as Diana approached him.

“Lo is fine, right?” diana asked who was staring fixedly at Shafira's face.

“Em yes! I'm fine at.” sahutnya who again tried to smile.

Still looking at Shafira and Diana shook their heads.

“Why?” shafira asked who rubbed her face when she saw Diana who was too attached to look at her.

“I should have a why fir.” timpal Diana without taking her eyes off Shafira.

Shafira threw away her gaze, she felt Diana was investigating her.

“Lo why keep ngehindarin malvin anyway?” diana asked who was approaching Shafira. He leaned his body against the wall.

“Hah, who dodged it? I used to be.” kilahnya who tried to look calm.

“Don't lie to me.” Diana's gaze grew sharper and locked both of Shafira's eyes as if she was interrogating him.

Shafira stammered about to speak but no sound came out.

“In the English group, you choose to join me and we are just two. In the group ipa lo choose out of the group malvin and join the same boys who are wayward. In sports lessons also lo nolak for the same group malvin and here, you still try ngehindarin malvin. What's the problem?” diana asked curiously.

“Gue gag avoid malvin kok in. The proof is that I still play at the cafe where he works.” he admitted while twisting his two fingers that are interlocked.

“Ya continues? Is it because you know nara likes malvin and this makes you change?”

“Nara does not like malvin, but they are dating.” shafira with a disappointed look. He was not even strong enough to raise his head back to Diana's gaze.

“Dating? Says who?” Diana asked back.

Shafira sighed deeply then threw it away slowly. His eyes seemed to be glazed as he looked at Diana.

“Gue denger nara same phone time malvin.” I then bite his own lips. looks very sad.

Diana breathed deeply. He turned sideways in order to return to see Shafira's expression more clearly. Seeing Shafira's expression and attitude, it felt like she understood the feeling Shafira was feeling right now.

“So you avoid so that the feeling of lo gag continues?” ask Diana later. He wants to convince himself.

Shafira nodded.

“Continue saying you still find him at the cafe?”

Bullied, “Gue also gag tau in, I gag understand. Suddenly I want to go there and be there.” cupped his face with both hands. He really doesn't understand what he's been doing lately.

At one time he approached and moved away from Malvin. It is confusing not only for others but for itself. He only wished he could still see Malvin from a distance.

“But you still like malvin?”

Shafira nodded sluggishly. He could not deny his feelings for Malvin still remained the same. Maybe that's what has changed his attitude. He did not want to be too disappointed and heartbroken.

“Okey, I'll help lo fir.” Diana rubbed Shafira's shoulders, making the beautiful girl turn her head.

“Means lo?” his eyebrows seemed to be linked together, not understanding Diana's intentions.

“Gue will help you look ordinary. With or without Malvin, I guarantee you'll stay happy. Hem?”

For a moment Shafira looked at Diana then could only nod at the words of this bespectacled girl. I don't know what that means, obviously, he does need help.

“Okey, now we go back to the music room. Mom andini come back and we have to practice. Soon you lupain malvin and slowly you will get used to.” Diana tried to convince.

In the end, leaving a broken heart is to get used to not wishing.

“Thanks on.” say with a line of smiles.

“No problems. Yuk!” Pulling Shafira's and Shafira's hands followed Diana's footsteps behind her.

Perhaps at this moment it was better that he followed Diana's advice.

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